Archive for September, 2013

Thinking back on some of the best times in my life I would have to say banging girls that are wearing their mom’s old honeymoon lingerie is very high up there. It is probably some of the sluttiest stuff the girl has ever worn and it is her mom that furnished it. Not knowing she was furnishing it of course. But seeing a teenage body all doled up in slut gear was a one way ticket to getting injecting with my cock juice.

When I came across this gallery of Tara from MPL Studios showing off her virgin pussy I couldn’t resist writing about it. She has the cutest little virgin pussy I have ever seen. It is so wet and ready for a strong cock to penetrate it. Altering it forever. Making her into a young lady.

Young Fiesta isn’t about ciestas, it is about raising your heart rate with pics and videos of good girls doing naughty things. I think Tara is one such girl and seeing her in pink lace nylons with cum-fuck-me heels on definitely has my cock twitching right along with the beats of my heart.

While growing up I had a neighbor named Paola. Her family was from South America and I never did find out what country. They spoke Portuguese so I will assume, after the fact, that they were from Brazil.

Paola was my own private Latina schoolgirl. She went to a Catholic school so they issued her one of those sexy Catholic school uniforms. I spent a lot of quality time trying to catch a glimpse of her panties from underneath that plaid skirt of hers.

One day Paola asked me if I thought she was beautiful. Of course, I told her, after all, she was a goddess. She didn’t know what to think. Was I just some horny kid next door that would say anything or was I a sincere friend? In actuality, I was both!

Paola asked me to tell her why she was beautiful. To prove it by showing her.

I pulled her desk chair over to her full length mirror and stood behind her as she sat down.

First, I showed her how lovely her long hair was. Shiny and soft, it smelled like fruit. I pointed out her cute ears and she laughed. She wondered aloud if ears could be cute or ugly. She thought they were just there. I assured her that there are differences and that her ear rings added to her ear’s allure.

Next, I pointed out her face. It was perfect. Symmetrical, nice cheeks, great smile, white teeth, soft lips and those piercing eyes. I also told her she had a knack for doing her makeup. Not to much so that it looks like baked on clay and not so little that it doesn’t accentuate her already beautiful face. Her cheeks turned red and she smiled.

Paola looked at me and asked, “OK, what else makes me beautiful?”

I said, “Umm…” and faked like I was embarrassed to keep going. Being the Latina that she was, she prodded me to keep going and I think she enjoyed seeing me squirm.

“OK, well… Your… ah…”

“Boobs?” she asked.

“Right. Your boobs. They are beautiful.” Now I was beginning to actually get a bit embarrassed. I didn’t know this was going to be so hard and make me so hard. I had to stand behind her to hide my boner from view in the mirror.

“Why?”

“Well, because… They fit perfectly in the palm of a hand. They are nice and firm and soft.”

“How would you know? You haven’t even seen them before!” She blurted out.

“I can just imagine,” I answered.

“You can do more than just imagine.” And with that she began unbuttoning her blouse.

My boner was now a full scale flag pole. No… Make that the Eifel Tower!

My heart raced as Paola pulled her now unbuttoned blouse open and I saw her bra for the first time. She leaned forward and motioned for me to pull her blouse off from behind her. I did so and tossed it onto her bed.

Next, Paola grasped the clasps that held her bra on and with a ping they released and she let them go. My knees almost gave out. I was going to see the boobs of my next door Latina schoolgirl for the first time. And not only that. I was going to have to describe them to her.

Paola bent over a bit and pulled her bra straps off her shoulders. As she returned to her seated position I saw her nipples. They were as hard as my cock. Her room was some what cold.

“Go ahead,” she commanded.

“Your boobs are very pert. I like your nipples too.” I commented.

“Why?”

“They aren’t too long so that they would be distracting and your areolas cap your boobs off nicely.”

“How do they feel?”

Did she really want me to touch them? I couldn’t believe my good fortune. I reached down with slightly shaking hands and cupped Paola’s small boobs. They were hard on the inside and soft on the outside. I longed to suck on her nipples.

“That feels good. Keep going.” She demanded.

I rubbed her small boobs for two or three minutes. It was hard to tell how much time had past. My head was spinning. I was recording everything for playback later.

Paola surprised me with the sound of a zipper. She was unzipping the waist of her skirt. She pulled it down to expose her belly button and asked me if I liked it. I said sure and told her that her stomach was also nice and tight.

Next, she grabbed my hand and pulled me down to the floor in front of her. I was in trouble. My boner was pushing against my shorts pretty hard. Hopefully it got lost in the crumpled rolls of material.

“Tell me about my feet and legs,” she commanded.

“I love your bootie socks. They look so cute and your feet are nice and small – cute! Your ankles are smooth and sexy. Your calves are also smooth and sexy. They are defined without being too muscular. I like your knees and your thighs.”

With that she stood up and let her skirt fall to the ground and then sat back down.

Paola had on Mickey Mouse panties. I didn’t quite know what to say about them and didn’t even know if she wanted me to comment on them.

“How do you like my panties?”

OK… Now I knew…

“I like them. They look cute and let me know you are still young at heart.”

She laughed at my comment. “My mom makes me wear these print panties because she thinks I’ll be too embarrassed to show them to anyone. Even if she didn’t, I’d probably still wear them anyway. I like them better then those slut panties the other girls at school wear.”

“I like them too,” I said.

Mainly I liked them because they were slightly going into her pussy crack and I could see the outline of the small amount of pubic hair she hadn’t shaved off.

Now Paola opened her legs. She then pulled her panties in on both sides. Not up into her pussy, but in enough to see her outer labia on either side. I could see that her pussy had leaked a lot of juice. Her panties were very wet.

“Thank you!” Paola exclaimed.

She promptly stood up and put on her skirt, bra and blouse, then left the room.

“What just happened?” I asked myself. Had I done something wrong?

I heard her front door close. Where is she going I wondered. What am I supposed to do now? I began to walk towards her front door, aware that my hardon would have to go down before I could go outside after her.

When I got to her door I found her wet panties laying on the floor in the entry way. I looked out the window and she was outside talking to her friend Tatiana. I grabbed her panties from off of the floor and held them to my nose. Her pussy smelt wonderful.

I flipped her panties around so I could see the wet spot. It wasn’t just damp. It was moist! I tasted it. I couldn’t believe how good it tasted. How could she leave me like this?

Again I checked the window and she was still talking to Tatiana. I headed back to her room and lay down on her bed. After unzipping my shorts, I pulled my stiff cock out and wrapped her soaking wet panties around my cock, aligning the wettest portion with the head of my cock. The wet material felt intoxicatingly soft on my glands.

Within a minute I shot my sticky cum into Paola’s panties. Just as I was zipping my shorts back up I heard Tatiana and Paola come in through her front door. I tossed her cum soaked panties into her clothes hamper and tried to look nonchalant. When Paola entered her room she acted surprised to see me there and told me to get out!

I complied and she slammed her door behind me. Now I was really wondering what was going on. Why was she being so mean to me? The door opened and Tatiana exited into the bathroom.

Once the bathroom door closed Paola mouthed the question, “Where are my panties?” I blankly pointed at her hamper and she smiled at me. She then mouthed, “See you later,” and gestured for me to leave.

After that encounter Paola and I had many more where she played coy and made me perform for her. She liked watching me get embarrassed. I enjoyed being able to see her beautiful body and I ate up every detail of our encounters.

Now I can relive those experiences in rich detail at Real Teen Latinas. Each of the girls comes back and does more and more videos and picture galleries. A lot of time is spent with the girls in a bra and panties. Most of the girls masturbate on video.

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